"Boss Feng, I really don't want to be at odds with you. Just hand over this kid to me, and I'll leave right away." Boss Hai thought about it, realizing it was unwise to be at odds with Boss Feng, and said to him.
"You can wait outside. Once he steps out of this door and my shop is closed, I won't see anything. But as long as he is in my shop, that's definitely not possible," Boss Feng replied.
"You're asking me to wait outside?" Boss Hai's temples began to throb with veins popping out, his eyes widened, nostrils flared, and his teeth clenched tightly.
"Younger Brother Hai, I'm really sorry, but this is Mr. Song, a valued guest of our shop," Boss Feng said.
"So you're protecting this idiot?" Boss Hai gave Boss Feng one last chance.
"In this shop, yes."
"Fine!" Boss Hai retreated to the center of his underlings and shouted, "Smash it!"
Boss Feng frowned and quickly backed away. Two big men shielded Boss Feng in the middle as he clapped his hands while retreating.
